After being dressed as cannon fodder, the bosses cried and begged for my forgiveness

Chapter 513, This husband is a bit fierce 18
Song Zhiyi came out of the shower and changed into casual home clothes.

He was tall and tall, with good-looking facial features, and he was very eye-catching in casual black casual clothes.

Shuyan Shangshen turned around and saw that he was dressed in black again, but didn't say anything about him.

Just let him, "Come and eat."

Song Zhiyi hummed, and went to sit at the dinner table.

His dining table is also marble black, and the entire tabletop looks very high-end.

As soon as Song Zhiyi sat down, he saw several dishes on the table.

Those dishes are colorful, some of which he has eaten, and some of which he has not.

"You did all of this?"

Shuyan Shangshen nodded, "Yes, I did it after watching the video."

She made a plate of stir-fried squid with green peppers, and a dish of sweet and sour pork tenderloin. The color looked pretty good.Should be delicious.

But the other colorful dishes are more difficult to describe.

Song Zhiyi looked at the colorful dishes and asked her, "What is this?"

On the white plate, there are green peppers and red peppers, and snow peas, and some messy things. I don’t know what kind of dish this is.

Shuyan is so godlike, uh... let out a sound.

"It's assorted vegetables."

Just not very authentic.

Just now she failed to stir-fry vegetables, so she simply put all the scraps down and stir-fried.

That's why the whole dish looks red and green, and there are all kinds of dishes.

Song Zhiyi obviously saw that this dish was stir-fried, so he skipped it.

The remaining dry pot shrimp is even more messy.

Fortunately, the green pepper squid and sweet and sour pork are still edible and taste good.

Shuyan Shangshen knew that he would not be full after two dishes, so he went to serve him spicy noodles.

When Song Zhiyi smelled the oily noodles, he immediately stared in surprise.

"Oil-splashed noodles?"

Shuyan Shangshen nodded and said, "Yes, I happened to smell this smell when I went to the street today. It is very fragrant, so I wanted to give you a taste."

Song Zhiyi smelled the familiar smell and almost thought he was back in the past.

When he was a child, his own mother would not buy him any delicious food.

The other dancers in the ballroom treated him better than his own mother.

He also grew up eating a lot of food.

When I was a child, an old grandma pitied him that he was ten years old but looked like a six or seven-year-old child, thin and weak, and looked really pitiful, so the old man treated him to a bowl of fried noodles.

Song Zhiyi still remembers the oily noodles at that time, it was so fragrant.It was more fragrant than any food he had eaten before.

It's just that since then, he has never eaten fried noodles again.

Because he wants to keep the only beauty of childhood.

Unexpectedly, after many years, another person handed him a bowl of oil-splashed noodles.

Song Zhiyi looked at the oil-splashed noodles in the white porcelain bowl, feeling a lot of feelings in his heart.

Shuyan Shangshen knew that he must be remembering his childhood, so he urged him, "Eat it while it's hot, it won't taste good when it's cold."

Song Zhiyi raised his head and glanced at her, hummed in a dull voice, then took the chopsticks and started eating the noodles.

However, when he took the first bite, he immediately "coughed".

"Su, An, Ni!!"

This damn girl, what kind of noodles are you making, why are they so sweet! !

Shu Yan said "Huh?", "What's the matter? Is it too spicy?"

Song Zhiyi pulled his face and pushed the noodles to her, "Taste it yourself!"

Shuyan Shangshen was also surprised by the taste of the noodles, so he took a bite and tasted it.

"Hmm... Nima, what the hell is this, why is it so sweet..."

The system was ashamed and dared not tell the truth.

Just now, their god was watching the video and chatting with it.That’s why I treat sugar like salt.

So this side, it smells spicy and spicy, but when you eat it, the taste is indescribable.

Shuyan Shangshen knew that he had given the wrong candy, so he murmured, and secretly glanced at Song Zhiyi as if he had done something wrong.

"Then what, I made a small mistake in cooking for the first time, and I won't do it next time."

Song Zhiyi snorted coldly, seizing the opportunity to give her a hard time, "Apart from that face, what other specialties do you have?"

What do you not know, what do you marry.

"I."

Shuyan Shangshen just wanted to quarrel with him.

But he suddenly stood up, walked to the kitchen, and started making oil-splashed noodles by himself.

Look at his skilled movements.Cutting vegetables, chopping green onions, and heating the oil into the pan, I didn't expect Song Zhiyi to be able to cook.

Seeing her wide-eyed eyes, Song Zhiyi said arrogantly, "It's just cooking, is it that difficult?"

Although he doesn't like to do these things, he still knows the basic living conditions.

He can do laundry and cooking, but he doesn't like to do it.

But the meal he ate today was so sour and sweet that he couldn't eat it anymore, so he got up and made it by himself.

After a while, Song Zhiyi made freshly baked fried noodles for two nights.

"Take the bowl."

Shuyan Shangshen sighed and quickly handed over the bowl.

Song Zhiyi served the noodles, and then went to sit down at the dinner table again.

Shuyan Shangshen followed and sat down.

She took a mouthful of the steaming oil-splashed noodles first, but she didn't expect the taste to be so good.

"Wow... delicious!!"

The taste is not inferior to the store.

Seeing that she really liked her, Song Zhiyi raised the corners of his mouth arrogantly.

He bowed his head and tasted the noodles himself, and it was really good.

It's just that the taste is still a bit worse than the taste I ate when I was a child.

Shuyan Shangshen didn't think too much about it. After eating the noodles, she brought some fruit to eat.

Seeing that she was eating so casually, as if she was at home, Song Zhiyi snorted softly, but didn't say anything.

When the two of them had dinner, Shuyan Shangshen wanted to play boxing games with him.

Whoever loses does the dishes.

Song Zhiyi thought it was impossible to lose, so he was going to beat her up.

"Two wins in three rounds, or one round to decide the outcome?"

"Well... two wins in three rounds."

Song Zhiyi nodded and agreed, "Okay. Let's get started."

After Shuyan Shangshen said yes, she stood up and faced him face-to-face.

"Scissors, paper, rock."

The two shot together, and it turned out that both of them were cloth.

Song Zhiyi let her in the first round, and he was about to hang her in the second round.

So the second time, "Rock, scissors, and cloth." Song Zhiyi produced the scissors, and Shuyan produced the cloth.Song Zhiyi wins.

"Come again."

Shuyan Shangshen refused to admit defeat, so she continued to guess.

"Scissors, paper, rock."

In the third game, both of them miraculously made scissors.

Song Zhiyi didn't expect that she still had a chance, so he continued to guess with her.

However, neither of them gave way, so that after guessing the tenth time, it was still a draw.

Song Zhiyi got tired of playing, and simply said, "Forget it, don't play, let someone clean it up."

After all, he called someone to clean up.

He twisted his neck, did some stretching exercises, and went to work in the study.

At night, Song Zhiyi finished his work and went back to his room to go to sleep.

But as soon as he entered the room, he realized that there was an extra pink quilt on the bed.

Song Zhiyi was indifferent to such pink things, and immediately frowned in disgust.

"Su Anni, who told you to bring in a colorful quilt?"

(End of this chapter)